The spell was starting to wear off and Cutty was more and more absent-mindedly tossing Desiree into the air with each toss. With the last toss, he held out his robes and caught her, then let her small, soft, round little body slide to the floor and Desiree began to make her way back to her sleeping spot. The experience probably had plumb tuckered her out.

"Animalis Fidelis." Cutty flicked his wand toward Desiree not letting her get away that easy, he had plans for her. He lifted the little animal into his arms and went over to his bag. Opening it up, he drew out a sheet of parchment and curled it like a scroll before casting a hardening charm upon it. He placed Desiree upon the ground beside it so that it acted as a tunnel just her size. Next he took out that phial that he kept for worm gathering and put one of the worms toward the middle of the now hardened scroll-tube. Then he hung back to see what the little puffskein would do.


At first she did nothing. Just sat there like a little chartruesean ball of fluff humming away. But when it became apparent that not only was she away from the boy, but that there was a grub to be had she began mobilizing toward the tube that led to both. That was when the tube was shrunk by the boy and Desiree was stuck and happy about it, apparently as she was humming right along. She knew she wasn't in any real harm.

Cutty picked up the Puffskein cannoli and blew into what he thought might've been the face. The creature seemed not the least bit annoyed, which mellowed his mood a bit. Ridding Desiree of the shrunken tunnel wrapped around her form Cutty ignored her until the spell wore off, which to him seemed to take entirely too long.

Merlin! What was it like to have actual people do this to you? How did one survive this kind of wearisome bother?